This morning I woke up in my own bed. One by one, my girls made their way into my room and snuggled into me as if I had never been away at all. There was no great fanfare for my homecoming yesterday. There didn’t need to be. Home is a gift. Brad and I have made our house a home, and I love it.
There was a clean house.
There was a meal delivered.
There was a lengthy and thorough assessment of just how wiggle-y that loose tooth is.
There was ransacking of the closet to find the big-girl-panties with monkey’s on them so that she can get on the potty train.
There was chatter, and giggles, and noises of happy chaos. And there were moments of tantrum, frustration, and crocodile tears. It’s all mixed up together, and it. is. fabulous.
It’s bittersweet to leave my parent’s house: my refuge. All my needs are met before I think to know them when I am home with them.
It is sad today to say good-bye to SuperGramma after a long, love-filled month of memory-making and selfless service to our family. We are lucky to have her.
Today as I was moving carseats from SuperGramma’s carseat to my car, Greta got out the sidewalk chalk. I’m reveling in the mild temperature today, the artwork from my wee one, my energy swinging upward, and the upcoming days of Normal Mommy Jen.
How can sidewalk chalk art in December make me this happy?
But it does.
I love my life; thank you to everyone who has stepped in to help us during this season of hardship.
**I have a bajillion unread/unanswered emails. If you’ve reached out to me, I will get back to you
soon as soon as I can. Sorry, and thanks for your patience!
**I’m wanting to make digital photobooks
for Christmas before my children move out and I am an empty nester, but I am wildly inefficient. Are there any tricks? Am I missing something or do they take forever for everyone? I’m happy with how my Australia Shutterfly one looks, but I have a heinous amount of hours logged in it.
**I’m thinking about taking Maren on a Mommy-Daugther trip the week of March 30. What would be a prime destination for me and me almost-7-year-old? (In my Dreaming post, I said I wanted to take her to some national parks. After research, I don’t think that is the best idea for this particular window of opportunity.) Where should we go?